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Chapter 1
London, England
"ARJUN! COME DOWN AT ONCE! YOU ARE GETTING LATE FOR SCHOOL AGAIN!"
A seven year old boy with jet black hair, chocolate- coloured eyes hurried down the stairs. "mama, I sorry but I was adding changes to the end of term project about me that's due in tomorrow."
"You know arjun you remind me of your father sometime..." Khushi said lost in thought.
"Mama, what is papa like? When will i get to see him?" Breaking Khushi out of the memories she entered.
"Enough of your questions arjun. I'm getting late for office and yours getting late for school. Come along, I will drop you off first."
"As you wish, mama." As much as Khushi hated him being sad she had no choice. She didn't want her favourite child being exposed to the truth she hated.
They made their way towards the car
"Driver, please take us arjuns school and then to the office."
"Of course ma'am."
25mins minutes later they were outside the school.
"Mama we're here. But remember you promised to make some biscuites for the school gala."
"Of course, how could I forget, when you've been reminding me about it several times a day. Here you go."
"Thank mama. Love you. Bye"
"Love you too, darling. Bye"
Khushi smiled seeing her son run eagerly to the school gates. How quickly he had grown? And him being the spitting image of his father. Even after what happened between them.
*****FLASHBACK*****
"AARAV IS YOUR SON,ARNAV." Sheetal shouted. She calmed down seeing his shocked face. "He's our son." She said touching his shoulder.
"Don't you dare lie, sheetal."
"Remember that time when we both got drunk. And you told me you had a one night stand the next day after I left. that one night was with me and when everyone thought I had a stomach flu I had morning sickness. "
"I don't believe you. If this is the truth then I want DNA proving that he is my son."
Sheetal was about to continue when they heard a crash. Khushi stood there with a tray cluttering the dloor and coffee splatted on her clothes and hands. He started moving towards her when he saw her pure white skin turning red. She started backing away ,stumbling towards the stairs. She hit the coffee table and fell down. Still she held her hand up refusing any help and limped up the stairs and toward her room.
Moving toward the stair he felt a hand restrain him. Swiftly turning he saw it was sheetal.
"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY RIGHT NOW!!!!"
Sheetal stood there not moving.
"I SAID RIGHT NOW!!!!!"
Arnav right now your angry and not thinking straight here is my number if you want to see your son.
With that she departed.
He ran up the stairs to find his room locked.
"Khushi open the door right now. Khushi please."
"Chotte what is all this shouting. What is happening in this house." Nani questioned.
"Nani, I don't know what to do. Khushi won't open the door."
"Khushi beta open the door."
Still there was no reply.
Arnav ran to the garden connecting to his room and opened the door. There was Khushi unconscious with her foot in a completely abnormal position.
"Khushi," he whispered "what have I done."
Without wasting a second he opened the door and nani came in. Arnav risky walked toward Khushi and swiftly picked her up.
Within 20 minutes they were in the. Hospital, the doctor checking Khushi and the family arriving.
The doctor came out of the examination room. Looked at the family and said,
"Mrs. Raizada dislocated her ankle. We put put it back into the socket and she has a cast to stop it popping out. We've inserted a IV drip since she doesn't look like she's eaten for a while. We also gave her some morphine for the pain. She will be required to stay here for 4-5 days. By that time her ankle should have healed."
The doctors pager bleep.
"If you'd excuse me mr Raizada I have a emergency to attend to."
With that the doctor walked. Arnav walked towards Khushi's room. How was he going to help? She'd hate him and he knew she was not strong rnough to know her husband had a child from pre-marital affair and as a result he has a child. It may be the 21st century but according to Indian it was definitely the 18th century.
He had made his mind up. IF the child was HIS then he would ensure he had full custody and his wife would stay by his side.
Arnav enter Khushi's room although she was awake she would not respond to him. He knew she was hurt, so left her to rest.
This however, was the same for the next four days.
On the day she was discharges from the hospital Khushi spoke.
"Arnav are you having a DNA test for Aarav?" Khushi questioned.
"Yes, the results should be with us in a few hours at the latest."
Arnav left to complete the discharge papers. Unaware, that sheetal was lurking outside Khushi's room.
She entered and saw khushi sat on the bed.
"Khushi please listen to me. Arnav will take Aarav away from me when he realises that Aarav is his son. And you alone will be responsible for making a child come up without both parents. How would you feel if your son got taken away from you? You have no idea how hard it was for me being a single mother but I pulled through. Did you know arnav was my college lover. We were alway together but then we parted our way and didn't meet but I had my little angel. Khushi don't let my child lose his mother, please I will give you anything just to let me, arnav and Aarav be a family." Sheetal sobbed.
These words had a very deep effect in khushi.
"Fine. You know when i first saw him he looked vey similar to arnav. He looked, talked, spoke, ate, stood exactly like arnav. I will leave but only for that little boy who deserve a family. Arnav will get signed divorce papers tonight. Then I will leave town."
With that khushi walked and sheetal followed. The plan she had vey carefully executed had worked and soon she would have arnav, sheetal thought.
Arnav enters Khushi's room; he found it completely empty. Where was khushi? She was here five minutes ago, he thought.
Khushi on the other hand visited arnav lawyer got the divorce papers signed and gave it to the lawyer to pass to arnav, whilst arnav was searching for khushi like a mad man.
For khushi her happiness was swapped for the happiness of three people, a family.
She wasn't sure it was the wrong or right decision. She just hoped arnav was happy
*****FLASHBACK ends*****
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